[Intro: Blessious]
Ladies and gentlemen, the ultimate fight of twenty seventeen - Conor versus Mayweather, let the fight begin!

[Verse 1: Floyd Mayweather (Daddyphatsnaps)]
Don't you understand who you diddle with?
I'm the undisputed king of the ring, KO imminent
Any of the outcome plain ridiculous
Infinite, money in the bank, it's limitless
Frivolous hooks to the face, so sir goodness
Took you in the way that'll break your fibulas
That's a real sport, MMA is vividless
You can't go twelve with the greater villain, it's
Money Mayweather, I'm prеtty boy Floyd
Turning medan to boys with the pretty boy Floyd
Run into thе bank with the pretty boy joy
Jump into the lake with the pretty boy coy
Like Uncle Scrooge, man, what to do?
When the sinkers to defend win, sucks for you
It's a win-win, even if I lose, I'm an old man
But you in your prime, if you lose, then it's oh damn!
I don't even win, but the suits, they were so glam
More than like five on the web when their show ran
Frozen in the ring, and you wanna build a snowman
No chance kind of man get with the program
This is what I do, I am a sport
Who are you? You think that you could break through?
Nah, you should make due, rather coattails, man, I made you
Looking in the corner for somebody that can save you
Watch your big mouth for the check that you can't cash
And the brass stature turn to a man dance
When you understand all the force that my hand hands
But it's too late, one crash in the flashback
To the first time that you asked for the fight, damn
Man, you step back with the crack of the right jab
Money Mayweather, nobody can slay better
Crap in the ring, all I do is make cheddar
Don't need to wear my suit 'cause I am the boss
Got a three man team, mister hand-me-floss
Got a two man team, mister buy-me-shoes
I'm a one-man-army to handle you
Got a backpack full of fruit snacks and a snapback
I don't give a crap, it's a payday, that's that
Hundred million dollars in the bank in the five-O
Not the popo, but the forty nine typo
[Interlude: Blessious]
Ho-ho-ho-woah, OK, OK, OK, Floyd Mayweather going in on McGregor, but how will Conor retaliate, and will he retaliate at all, we need to know this right now, round two, fight!

[Verse 2: Conor McGregor (Daddyphatsnaps)]
Coming for your title, but fighting disciple
Do the tough fight with the wrath of the Bible
That the right hook contact like a rifle
Or rival of a real rival, viral
Anything I say like Conor's an idol
Hit you to the chest, put an end to your vital
You suicidal, old man, you're a final
Put you on the stand, boy, welcome to triangle
August twenty six - the day you can't miss
Then you can't back out, those lame semantics
Can't save you from the bane of my fist
And this time don't forget your taxes
I know you can't read, so call your cruel
Giggles, you said something to do, we look stupid
Calling out Ultron like you did
At the press conference, but I'm new chin!
Cut the mic off the chain 'cause I speak
With the twenty plus words vocabulary
How many times can you scream "Yeah"?
Literally a walking meme
TMC, what's money gonna do in it
You can't even count to ten, what a numerous
Take away the cash in your entourage around two
The money is a bad mirage, boo!
Walking on stage in the tracksuit
Willing fallen sentences? That's a crapshoot
Then you got me - king UFC
Step in the ring - got your girl sweaty
Bigger in the booth, the Gloucester ounce
Man, I'll fight bare-knuckle when knock you out
In my world, boy, there are no counts
Connect to the chin, and I'll watch you bounce
Off the canvas, showtime use on the blackness
YouTube highlights, man, this is madness!
Every single punch that he's threw, man, he land it
Pound for pound, the greatest fighter on the planet
Didn't stand a chance, it was a slaughter
Did it for my pride, boy, not for sponsors
Now you can say that you have the honor
When getting knocked out by the future - Conor
[Outro: Blessious]
Alright, now we need to know what's you think, what's a fight fair! All I know is there was bloodshed on this track so far, we need to know who you think is the winner, drop down in the comments below, let us know who you think, to me? Woo, too close to call, baby!